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Chubby Checker( Ernest Evans )
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Walkin' My Baby Back Home
Chubby Checker & Bobby Rydell
Well, Bobby it's getting late Time to wrap it up and go home You know, Chub, I've a ball Beat you Bobby, it is too much Hey, can i give you a lift? No, thanks bobby I'm meeting my girl and Im going to walk home. Haaa, that's a groovy idea I think I get my baby to do the same Bobby, that's the music you ll ever heard one
Gee, it's great after bein' out late Walkin' my baby back home Arm in arm over meadow and farm Walkin' my baby back home
We go 'long harmonizing a song Or I'm recitin' a poem Owls go by and they give me the eye Walkin' my baby back home
We stop for a while, she gives me a smile And snuggles her head on my chest We start in to pet and that's when I get Her talcum all over my vest Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
After I kinda straighten my tie She has to borrow my comb Once kiss then I continue again Walkin' my baby back home
Well, I guess this is it Bobby, you're great Ya So long, chum Later Bob, maybe we can do it again sometime And swing. oh yeah
She's 'fraid of the dark so I have to park Outside of her door till it's light She says if I try to kiss her she'll cry I dry her tears all through the night
Hand in hand to a barbecue stand Right from her doorway we roam Eats and then it's a pleasure again Walkin' my baby Talkin' my baby Lovin' my baby I don't mean maybe Walkin' my baby back home
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